ClytemnestrasScribe

Dear Reader,
          
          I’m posting a new story soon.
          
          But before that, I wanted to write something about it. Sounds odd, no? I feel it’s necessary though. Funnily enough, now that I’m here, I’m not sure what to say…other than, before you start reading it, please know that there will be an Author’s Note at the very top of the chapter. 
          
          Do read it, please.
          
          And I need you to take it seriously and make the right choices for yourself. 
          
          That’s all I’ll say about it.
          
          I’m actually kind of nervous to share it which, I think, means I’m excited about this too.
          
          The backstory of how this all came about was one of our friends was feeling down and we decided to cheer her up. For me, that means telling stories…so it became like a fireside chat thing but I think I was drunk that night. It’s kinda of hazy but I remember it was kinda went nuts. And there were a few other stories, really. This was just the one they listened to and the one we stuck with until the very end.
          
          So, maybe you’ll like it or you won’t, but I’m kinda happy about this one. I appreciate everyone’s opinions, good or bad so, please don’t hesitate to share them—if you do decide to read it. —btc/cs
          
          

Happy Chinese New Year!
          
          Like my husband, I’m part Asian and we actually just left the country to live somewhere in Asia, just as we did in 2017 for obvious reasons. I’m sorry for the wait—I’m currently working on the new book but with a couple of chapters ready, I’m moving next to work on the next part of “counterfeit”. 
          
          Sorry for the delay though—we’re enjoying a lot of the festivities here and we’re going to a lot of gatherings. We are officially announcing we are moved in! 
          
          I’m hoping to publish the update soon. Thank you for your patience! 
          
          新年快乐! 
          
          -btc/cs

Okay, so I was supposed to update but we got super caught up on Doug taking out that racist trash who insulted his wife and then I celebrated an anniversary with my husband and that was a thing. It was also terrifying but fun.
          
          I am working on three separate things at the same time. I should have something in like…12 hours or thereabouts. And then a new book I want yall to try out to see if we should keep that going. And then I also need to write an update for the other story.
          
          Also, did yall see the new pics from grocery shopping at Brentwood Country Mart? Oh, my, my, my…

I was supposed to write but the last couple of days with this funeral thing in DC has left me and my co-conspirators in shambles. Like, holy mother…that was thee messiest funeral!?
          
          Forgive me—I will try getting my head back on straight when we wind down from the freak outs we been having about these events. It’s been WILD, yall. 

Hello you!
          
          Finally back on dry land. Hope you’ve had a fantastic start to the new year! I’m going to be responding to replies in soon aaaand hoping to get right back to writing after I sleep a bit more.
          
          Thank you so much to everyone for your kindness and being so wonderful! This experience has been fabulous so far and you guys made that happen. I wish yall nothing but the absolute best for 2025! —btc/cs

Ignore the notifications. It was deleted.

I’m too hungover to write.

If I never post anything ever again, blame a certain Vice President who decided to wear fuck me boots in church on a Sunday wearing red. I’m sorry. My brain is broken. She broke me. I’m probably dying. Like, oh…my god.

Today…was an adventure.
          
          I don’t know. I’m scared AF to post this new chapter. I don’t know why I went there, but I did and now it’s going to be out there in the world and…I’m scared. Not the bad kind, but…maybe a good kind of scared. Maybe.
          
          Doesn’t help that it’s been one mishap after another—not being able to write the installment of the manuscript I originally intended to put together. The forced diversion my brain made me take. Then accidentally publishing the unfinished, unedited work because I was too sleepy to understand wtf I was doing. Then being delayed posting because we thought our friend was dead, but no, they’re not but their dad is. Sitting with that friend. Then coming home to my Other Mother finally returning my calls after she nearly died over a week ago. That was a 2.5 hour conversation—all fun and wonderful but…also a delay. I didn’t mind, I love her but I hate missing deadlines, too. 
          
          So, yeah, it’s been…a messy set of 32 hours. What will happen next? I don’t know. But man, my heart feels like it’s going to explode right now. I’m…scared. lol 
          
          I haven’t felt that way about writing in a very long time.
          
          …it feels good.

Hi. I can’t see the new chapter you just posted for some reason